Apostle of the Gods

"Did you take down that dragon? Or..."

"I took him down, but I didn't kill him."

"Hmm? What was the situation?

"That's..."

He told me how Regina fought dragons.

The dragon who stole the treasure (offal) was furious and attacked the city, so he repelled it.

"Nevertheless, it was the people who stole it first."

"Sure, if I kill you, you're not sleeping well."

As a people, you can't go without repelling.

Nevertheless, even people are angry when their property is stolen.

It would also be natural for a dragon to get angry.

"Didn't the city tell you to kill or something?

"Some people said that... If that's what you mean, I said I'd never help you again."

Milt nods as he was listening in silence.

"In those days, our power wasn't there yet."

"Now that you can complain, you're completely gone."

Zenobia agrees with Milt as well.

"It means I had so much power. That's why you need to be conscious."

"Dion's great."

"... thank you"

When I complimented him, Dion hid his face a little with his hands in the light.

Seeing Dion like that, Salia tilted her neck.

"So no, honey, do you want to talk about this?

"Thank you. Salia is sweet."

Dion smiled and received a treat from Salia to eat.

Then Salia smiled, too.

"Eh heh."

I stroked Salia's head like that.

And while I do that, I ask Regina.

"How's that dragon doing now?

If you can tell that dragon to split his beard a little, that's easier.

"I wonder where you are...... It's been decades. Dion didn't hear anything?

"Right. You said you were moving where people weren't coming."

I wonder how punished they were for stealing treasure.

Maybe people don't like it anymore.

Still telling Dion I'm moving, so I'm not totally hating him.

That's what I want to believe.

"Where people don't come, what kind of place?

"Near the summit of the Great Mountain to the north."

"It is...... I don't know if I can do it."

"If you use magic, you might be able to figure it out... It's dangerous."

The "Great Mountain" has an altitude of about eight thousand meters.

The air at the top of the mountain is thin and harsh for people.

Plus it's close to the poles. Hot water is cold enough to freeze in an instant.

In bad weather, the wind blows 50 meters per second, he said.

"I'm old enough to be tough... Will can go, can't he?

"No, no, Milt, I think that's impotent."

"Really? I feel like I can."

"Well, I don't assure you I shouldn't, but can I also say I should..."

I think about the magic I need in my head.

The magic of cold resistance is essential. Should I cover the perimeter of my body with a membrane of air?

What can we do to combat the thin atmosphere?

Will I manage if I apply pressure to thicken the atmospheric concentrations around my mouth and nose?

No. Is mouth and around nose enough in the first place?

How will the barometric pressure difference between the mouth, nose and ear affect the body?

Even with the knowledge gained in the world of the gods, I did not know.

"I've thought about it a lot, but I guess I'm not sure"

"Really?"

Milt is quite disappointed.

Maybe Milt wanted to be an explorer.

"I might be able to do it alone, but I don't think I can do it with more than one."

It's hard to be alone.

It's absolutely tough to take them while protecting multiple allies.

"Or so it is."

"I'm pretty sure it's dangerous on my own."

"Milt, don't be impotent"

"Sorry."

Zenobia is stalking the milt.

When the disciples are aligned, they are still only the youngest and the milt feels a little childish.

The appearance is the oldest.

With that in mind, Salia, who was eating sweets next door, pulled my clothes.

"Oh dear."

"Hmm? What's going on?

"You're bluffing."

"Yeah. I know. Sorry to make you worry."

The little one doesn't seem to be listening to the grownups.

You have to be careful.

Nevertheless, I don't know if I can say adult-to-adult stories because I'm a child myself.

"Really?"

"Really. Even if you do dangerous mountain climbing, you'll have to grow up."

"You can't leave me alone."

"Yeah. Okay."

When I say that, Salia laughs nicely.

"Oh, my God, this is delicious."

"Thanks."

Salia divides the treats for me.

With that treat in my mouth, I gently stroked Salia's head.

"Why not, you're crazy delicious!

"Well, that's good"

"Thanks!"

Sarya's cute smile soothed the place.

Meanwhile, Shiro is eating sweets with all his heart.

The sound of munchkin 'was echoing in the room.